Family Reunion
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Chapter Four
1753 Galway, Ireland
An innocent Boyle family, with the exception of a missing Angel, sat down at the dinner table. As the maids brought out what was to be their last of the meal, Johnathan said a quick grace and they began their dinner. They began with regular conversation, how the day went for each one, how the the bank was for Johnathan, how the housework was for the women and how the plantations work was for Evan.
When they got onto the subject of the plantations, Johnathan turned to Evan and inquired if his brother had been there to help.
Evan turned to his father in surprise and said "Angelus? Why no, Angelus hasn't been home since last night."
Tara, smirking without worry for she is used to her twins' antics, said, "If I know my brother, which I do, I'd say he probably was at a tavern last night and drunk his way into the homes of one of his mistresses."
"Don't you mean arms of a mistress?" Shani grinned. "That does seem more fitting."
"Tara, Shantell! Hush!" admonished Katheryn. "Don't speak that way of your brother, especially since he is not here to defend himself."
"Oh mother, but I am," said a voice from behind the shadows of the heavy curtains.
Out stepped Angel, or Angelus as he was called back then, without striking fear in the hearts or mortals and immortals. For to his family he was still Angelus Boyle, he was by no means the man, or the demon Angelus, scourge of Europe...........
yet."Mother, I believe my sisters are correct. I was at a tavern last night, and I did drink my way into the arms of a woman." Angelus smirked at the word woman
"There's someone I'd like you to meet." Out of the shadows came Darla.
"Angelus! Might I have a word with you in the study?" Johnathan said angrily, dragging his son without waiting for a reply.
Angelus blew a kiss to Darla who smiled seductively at him, astounding the Boyle family. Turning bright red with anger Johnathan dragged his son into the study safe from prying ears.
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